J. P. Donleavy’s opinions on others

There’s one spot in The Ginger Man that I’ve never been able to solve to this day. It isn’t perfect. I always treat it as a life and death matter when words go in their finality on a page. They must be right. In some ways, I was relieved to know, coming back to that passage ten years later and deliberating over it again, that it couldn’t be solved even now till this day with what one assumes is one’s accumulated masterliness.